Did you know that Zhang Ailing once compared the two women in a man's life to two roses? The red ones are like mosquito blood and cinnabar moles, and the white ones are like rice grains and bright moonlight. I think the same is true for girls. Not like a father and a husband, but like Sakuragi and Rukawa, Akin and Naoki, werewolf Jacob and vampire Edward, one is like the sun and the other is like the moon.
Far away, one is the warm winter sun, which cannot be warmed but still follows it; the other is the morning moon in early spring, which hangs in the sky and cannot be touched.
So close, one is the scorching summer sun, unbearable but with nowhere to hide; the other is the full moon on an autumn night, holding it in the palm of your hand without feeling warm.
Her: Have you heard of "pheromone" and "vomeronasal organ"? Love is born in smell, you can smell the fragrance of your loved one.
Him: It must be the scent?
Her: I just said it wrong, it doesn't have to be fragrant.
Him: I don't believe this theory. What do you tell people who smell body odor to do?
Her: I... I'll say it again, love is born in the smell, only you can smell it... Hey, where are you going! I haven't finished speaking yet!